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Tuesday, January 22, 2013

So, it was going to be an evening preparing for my new position I start tomorrow.Why did I know better?There is a new award going around called the Versatile BloggerAward. I wish I could go into detail about what it is for (besides the obvious), but I honestly don't know. I could make up something:"In the blogging world, there are only a select few whose efforts make them vastly superior to all the rest. Regardless of all the trials and tribulations they endure, their tenacity and intestinal fortitude bring forth the real power of the written language and communicate these skills far beyond those of mortal man!"But, I'd be lying! (As well as never qualifying for such an award.)Terrye, at The Misadventures of a Misplaced Alaskan first nominated me. Now, if you've never visited Terrye's blog, you're truly missing out on some fun. Terrye's sense of humor and sarcasm is one of the reasons her and I get along so well. In addition, her ability to take normal situations and expand upon them into what most think, but will not say, is second to none.Then, Stacy, at Ramblings of an Undiagnosed Madwoman nominated me for the same award! (Okay, so now I'm blushing.) I know my macho image may be in question, but I have to say I love reading Stacy's blog. Stacy's outlook on life comes from that of a mother, wife, as well as a professional writer. There's always something going on that reminds me that my family may not have been as dysfunctional as once thought!And tonight, while I'm writing this blog, I get notice that Cyndi, at Pictimilitude has also nominated me! Cyndi is a photographer extraordinaire that knows no boundaries in her talents! To say she's a professional is an understatement to her abilities. Very few ever come along that exhibit the talent to go far in the competitive world of photography. This young lady leads the pack!Now comes the tough part as this award comes with iron clad rules, not unlike a chain letter, that will forever hex you if they're not followed. The curse of VB (No, not VD, that's an entirely different subject) will follow you to the pits of Hell and eternal damnation as any effort at escape it futile!!!!So, I exaggerate. You got the point, didn't you?Here are the rules. You must:1) Thank the blogger who bestowed this award. (Thanks again to Terrye, Stacy and Cyndi!)2) Add the Versatile Blogger Award to you post and site. (You guys really know how to test my website maintenance talents, don't you?)3. Nominate 7 others that are worthy of the award. (Hold your breath! It's coming, it's coming!)4. Let them know you nominated them. (I'll do so at the Bloppy Bloggers FB page when done.)5. Tell 7 interesting facts about yourself. (Deja Vu! It's Finish the Sentence Friday all over again!)Now, I must nominate 7 more individuals. To pick only 7 of my favorites is extremely limiting, as I don't ever visit blogs I don't enjoy. So, even though I'm sure some of these individuals have already been nominated, here goes:1. Janine at Confessions Of A Mommyholic2. Melanie at Scribbles and Smiles3. Emily at Oh Boy Mom4. Kate at Can I Get Another Bottle Of Whine5. Rachel at Rambling Amazon6. Erin at The Irish Mama7. Amy at Adorable ChaosNow the tough part. I have to come up with 7 things to tell about myself that will prove to be interesting. Let's see:1) In 1973, I drank a canteen of Coke that unknowingly, contained 4 hits of 4-Way Window Pane Acid, or, the equivalent of 16 hits of acid. It was the best concert I've never remembered! (Where's the flashbacks? I've waited decades!)2) I ran for (and got elected) as Student Body President (SBP) my senior year in high school simply because I wanted to get up in front of the student assembly during various programs, play the Master of Ceremonies part, and cut jokes.3) I have the shortest graduation speech on record, as that same SBP. "Friends, teachers, parents, and fellow students. I believe that graduation should be one of the special times in a person's life. Thus, the speeches should be kept short. I, on behalf of the entire graduating class, would just like to say, "Thank You" for all you've helped us accomplish. "Thank You!" The superintendent of schools (who had read a five page speech the year prior) followed me onstage. He listened to the cheers and applause I received, looked at his pages of prepared speech, set them on the podium and said, "I'm going to agree with Mr. Rumple. I, too, believe it should be a happy time. Let's forget the speeches and get right to handing out the diplomas!" It was my first instance of really being a hero! lol4) I may live in Lexington, Kentucky, but I hate UK basketball. I'm an Indiana University fan through and through, and even have all the games of the last five years recorded on DVD's.5) I'm neither a Republican or a Democrat. In fact, I voted for the Green Party Candidate in the last election because I hated both of the primary candidates and the lies they constantly told. At least the Green Party candidate believed in the principles she stood for.6) I have eaten dog, cat, goat, horse, monkey, and many other things that most wouldn't consider consuming. These are not commonplace dinnertime items, but only things that I found in restaurants during the time that I was somewhat of a world traveler. The one thing I absolutely will not eat ... liver! The one thing that expanded my stomach to painful swelling for three days ... barbequed crawfish.7) My mother's death at my age 13, followed by my best friend's fatal accident two months later that I witnessed, provided me with an attitude that life isn't forever, so get the most out of it you can. In my life I have been shot at, my neck and back of head mauled by an ocelot, bitten by venomous reptiles, and pulled up the side of a cliff after stepping out too far and sliding down the slope on loose gravel. I've sky dived, skin dived, snow and water skied, raced a dirt track car (once) and took a high performance driving class two years ago. I've had my forehead rammed into a tree branch by a runaway Arabian stallion, my knee held onto by a Pit Bull's jaws, slapped in the face by an alligator's tail, and had a clothesline snag my neck and flip me backwards as I was running from police (after throwing corn at an unmarked car when I was a kid, lol). And, I'm still not done, yet! Can you say "Adrenaline Junkie?"So, that is it! My task is complete! I tried to make it interesting. Hope you're still awake!I will be somewhat scarce around these parts for a while. (If you didn't read why in my earlier post today, here's the link: The Vacation Is Nearly Over). I think many of you may have missed it.Until next time, "Keep Smiling!"

Some may call it an emotional roller coaster. A few might call it justification. Others may wrongly call it laziness.Whatever one calls it, the end has occurred.Eleven and a half months of existing at home, writing hubs and blogs, commenting on many others, and living the life of a writer will cease tomorrow. That is when I re-enter the everyday drudgery of going back to work at a normal job.No, I'm not going to state what I'm going to be doing. Let me say instead that for months I've tried extremely hard to find something more normal that was closer to home with the standard 40 hour work week schedule. If I'd have accepted the standard $10 per hour rate most of them pay, I could have been back at work months ago.Yet, I stood my ground and held out for something worthwhile, income wise that is. So now, it's back to 60 hour work weeks and headaches!

Can you say, "Beat Me! Beat Me!"

I look back, not with regret, but with understanding having learned much. Here is a list of some of the things this education has brought:1)Hubpages.com needs to be ashamed of itself! Although the egos that rule haven't figured it out yet, by coming up with a system that hides work that they presented Hubnugget (Rising Star's) Awards to prior, they are saying they didn't, and still don't have the ability to recognize quality work from trash.

Oops!

Can you say, "Gee George! Duh, we really are stupid and don't know what we're doing! Do we?"

2)Writing needs to be fun! I am not, don't want to be, nor will I ever become a technical writer. True, I've written several training manuals in the past that are still being used today. However, to take an item from an employer and try to make it seem interesting is not my cup of tea. I commend all that can do it, but I'm not willing to go that route. Blogging has been fun, and will continue to be, although my time will be less available. I fear that by being limited by this time factor, I may lose some views, as I will not be able to visit many on a constant basis. In fact, I'm sure that will happen as blogging seems to be a "I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine" type of affair to a point.The only answer I can provide is that I will continue to attempt in writing quality, over quantity, in hopes that the content will be a draw for some.

"Okay Rich, you know better! Better start including your own views in your count totals to keep from getting depressed! As Pink Floyd once wrote in their lyrics,

"Is there anybody out there!"

3) Sweat pants and tops are the most comfortable work uniform! This should go without saying. No restrictions, pure softness touching the skin, and great flexibility!

(Kind of sounds like a Trojans commercial, doesn't it!)

Why the world continues to relish in torturing its population by requiring them to wear neck ties, belts, and hard, leather shoes is beyond all sanity. I can envision a world where designer sweats are available for those evenings out on the town. Chiffon and lace sweats for the ladies that wish to be a little more dressed up than when around the house. See through sweats for those who wish to tempt. No shrink sweats for those who wish to hide unwanted pounds. And Rock Star sweats with super tight crotches for those who wish to dream!

I love wearing sweats!

(And "NO", damn it, I've never worn them to Wal-Mart!)

4)Man can survive on Dollar Tree Salami and Cheese! Seriously, if you're looking for a cheap lunch, go to your local Dollar Tree and pick up a package of their salami and one of their Swiss or Jalapeno cheese. Take two slices of wheat bread, two slices of salami, and one slice of cheese and make a fantastic variation of a grilled cheese sandwich! In fact, if you want to make it even better, take the two slices of salami and cook them first, to get some of the fat out of them.

Follow it up with some Dollar Tree Raspberry Sherbet, and you've got a meal fit for anyone living on unemployment checks! Yum! Yum! Happy! Happy!

5)True Friends are forever! In my life, I've been acquainted with many people. Yet, I've kept my circle of close friends very tiny. This was done because I have been prone to moving often in my life, and because I've been stabbed in the back by those I trusted more often than not (especially workplace friends). I've met many great people both on Hubpages and in blogging. Many have great talents they have yet to imagine. Some have already gotten ticked off at me for one thing or another along this writing journey. Yet, they found I did none of the expected "vengeance" actions, and welcomed them back into my friendship circle as if they'd never left.

I know, I'm a glutton for punishment! Or, if you wish, a real sucker!

But, isn't that what friends are for?

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More has been told about me by my writings than I normally let out of the cage. Some look at it as just an idiot speaking out of his ass. Others see it as an attempt to bring a smile and lighten the heavy load life presents to all at times. And, some see it as an extension of my hand in a loyal friendship.However you see it, remember that my goal has always been to amuse, either through extreme sarcasm of experience or irony of events. A few times, the heaviness of life almost seemed to put the humor in the backseat, for which I apologize. But, then again, we all do it, go through it, and tend to write it, from time to time. We're all human, and in being that, allow our frustrations to enter our efforts. It is never intentional, and sometimes we need a good kick in the ass to get us out of our funk, after which, we recognize our embarrassments. You have two choices: publish or delete. Put it out for all to read and judge, or delete it and try again. Sometimes, the wrong choice is made. Sometimes, the right choice is made.